The Elysian Apartments.
After Eleanor Sterling and Hazel Langley met, they went shopping for quite a lot of things to feed those two little rascals at home.
She opened the door and unexpectedly saw a figure.
Alaric Faulkner was sitting on her sofa, dressed in a finely tailored suit, as if he had just returned from some formal occasion.
Sitting there so calmly and coolly, he exuded an aura of superiority, like a noble above all.
Suddenly, Eleanor’s face darkened.
She closed the door and spoke unkindly, "President Faulkner, aren’t you supposed to be so busy, with your feet not touching the ground as the head of an empire’s enterprise?
Yet you seem to have plenty of free time, showing up at my place every couple of days. What exactly do you want?"
Just having talked to Hazel Langley about this dog of a man, and now seeing him the moment she returned home, Eleanor was not in a good mood.
Regarding the issue with his health, Eleanor had already used asking a master as an excuse to evade, and now Alaric truly had no reason to seek her out.
Alaric looked at Eleanor, his gaze deep, and spoke in a heavy tone, "I’m here to pick up Caleb."
Upon hearing this, Eleanor’s expression eased a bit.
"Oh, well, he’s stayed long enough at my place. You should take him away immediately."
After speaking, she looked at Estelle Sterling and said, "Calculate the accommodation fee for the past few days for President Faulkner."
Upon hearing the word "money," Estelle Sterling, who was all about money, perked up.
He immediately ran back to the room to get the calculator, "Hehehe, alright, I’ll do the math right away."
Alaric’s gaze fell on the bag Eleanor was holding, clearly containing groceries.
He slowly curled his lips into a faint smile, "Since that’s the case, why not add one more to the tally."
That relaxed, leisurely demeanor seemed as if he wasn’t bothered at all by Eleanor and Estelle trying to fleece him.
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She had never encountered someone so shameless before.
Even with her cold attitude, he still brazenly wanted to stay for dinner.
Alaric raised an eyebrow, "Why? Isn’t it fine as long as there’s enough money?"
She rolled her eyes at him, "Do as you please."
Anyway, it’s just one meal; once they’re done, she’ll immediately chase these two annoying guys away.
Otherwise, she’ll just move out tonight.
Estelle Sterling happily came out of the room with the calculator and sat down in front of Alaric.
"Fu Yan... oh no, Uncle Faulkner, Caleb has stayed at my place for six days in total, and during these two days ate...
He punched in a figure and handed it to Alaric, "Take a look. You can directly transfer it to my account."
Alaric glanced down at it and said lightly, "The black card I gave you last time can be used globally without a limit."
Estelle’s face twitched, his expression a bit twisted, "Sister Eleanor took that card."
Heaven knows how much it pained him to surrender it.
Alaric smirked, "You were just collecting it on her behalf, so it’s perfect that the card’s with her, isn’t it?"
Estelle’s expression looked like he had swallowed a fly.
Hades Faulkner was truly too astute; he gained nothing from this!
Caleb Faulkner covered his mouth, secretly laughing aside, while Estelle Sterling huffed, draping an arm around his shoulder, "What are you laughing about? Let’s go, let’s go, let’s play games in the room."
Watching Estelle’s mischievous expression, Caleb’s mouth twitched, not knowing what he planned next.
He looked at Estelle warily, "Hey, what are you up to?"
Estelle hmmed, "I’ll tell you later."